Thousand Face Demonic Concubine

"She's just a stepping stone to Gui Nguyen. Without her, Gui Nguyen can still find other people. Xia Houqing has planted more people these years than you think."

"But master, what do you do now?" Do you really want to watch the old emperor accept the master as a concubine?

"There is no way." Lou Qingwu stood up lazily, walked to the window, and dialed the heart of the candle with a golden bow. The fire light suddenly stunned. It really looks good. He likes it, but I like a princess like Ying Fei, who is still a little home. Since Ying Fei is so eager to find a matchmaker, how can she let her down? "

"Master, what do you want to do?" Qian Nian's eyes flashed.

"Tell Quemei that she has waited so long and can ... began to act." Lou Qingwu raised a smile at her mouth and looked up at the dark sky.

Murmured, "It's going to change."

"Huh?" Thousands of faces frowned, brows? Suddenly I remembered the woman who had ruined her appearance, and now she looks like Yi Rong. She doesn't even remember herself. Vaguely, she only remembers the face of the sub-girl. When she thought about it, her heart trembled. Does the master want to ...

After figuring it out, Qiannian's jaw head immediately said, "Yes, the subordinates will inform Quemei."

The sky was dark, and the dim starlight was almost overwhelming. In a small palace house in the palace of Liuhua Palace, a carrier pigeon fluttered on the window lattice, and a hand stretched out. The pigeon was held in his hands. The woman's hands were fair and tender, and her skin was as white as cream, and almost no scars could be found. Gaze up again, revealing a small half-dropped face, because she has been staring cowardly, unable to see her face, not paying attention to Miyazaki, at this moment, she slowly raised her head, a pair of Yingying water eyes overflowing with cold light There is a little more grandeur and honor, but there is still half a timidity.

She slowly took out the stationery tied to the pigeon's feet and unfolded.

Eyes fell on the word "action" above, slowly evoking a smile, but the smile was too desolate and harsh, and it seemed that the original face like a snow lotus was seven points longer.

She slowly let go of her hand, couldn't help walking to the vanity mirror, touching the strange and familiar face in the mirror, and laughing lowly, the sound of "creak" was extremely ghostly, and her eyes were half drooping. Staring at the face in the mirror, slowly reached out his hand and touched it.

Finally ... she's going to shoot.

The next day, five more days.

The first ray of clear sunlight spilled outside the dormitory of Liuhua Palace, and a golden glow shone lightly.

Under the service of the eunuchs and palace princes, Zong Di put on his dragon robe and went to the early dynasty, waiting for everything to be prepared. Then she turned around, looked at Ying Fei, who was resting on the couch, walked over, and touched her smooth face, "Yinger will sleep again?"

"The courtier is waiting for the emperor."

Zongdi smiled, "Okay, I will accompany you for breakfast in the morning."

"Um." Ying Fei snuggled into the arms of Zong Emperor with a shy smile, and the two of them were intimate again.

Until the hour was almost gone, Zong Emperor stepped out of the door of the dorm room coldly.

It was just that he had just turned a corner and had not yet stepped out of Liuhua Palace. A petite figure accidentally bumped over, Zong Emperor hid backwards, and his eyes were dangerously empty.

The palace horror was terrified. He quickly looked up at Zong Emperor, knelt down with a stun, and shook his head in shock: "The emperor's life, the emperor's life! The slave was not intentional, the emperor's life!"

Li Gonggong, who was next to Zong Emperor, glanced at the palace prince with a hard look, waving at the **** on the side, who was about to pull the niece down.

It was only then that the emperor who had seen Gongzhen's face for a long time accidentally reacted.

"Slow."

"The emperor?" Gong Li bowed his waist. "The emperor has other orders?"

Emperor Zong ignored him, just staring at the kneeling palace prince, his mind still flashing the panicked face that looked up just a moment ago, and there seemed to be a bit of nostalgia in his eyes.

"You, look up."

"Slaves are afraid ..." The palace shivered timidly, and the lowly appearance touched the emperor's heart inexplicably.

"Look up and forgive you for your innocence."

The palace trembled, then slowly raised his head and lifted his eyes. At the moment of glorious appearance, his eyebrows were lowered and his eyes were shy and embarrassed, but he shivered a little bit uneasily. At a glance, Zongdi's apex was scratched and he was instantly enchanted. What's more, such a similar face made him feel like he was back in time, and he was a lot younger in time.

It was a rare bend down and personally helped Gong Fu up.

Maybe he had been kneeling for a long time. When Gongzhen stood up, he gave him an overwhelming awkward moment, and Zongdi tightened his arms.

The thin, boneless hands made Zong Di simply not willing to let go. He moved his mind and asked softly, "What's your name?"

Miyazaki was so shy, with a small face crimson, and for a long time, she whispered, "... Slave, tit, brood."

-Loufu, Fuxi Garden.

Ruan Zhen looked at the breakfast in front of her anxiously, her brows froze, and finally waved her hand: "Let's withdraw, no appetite."

"Mrs. Er, how about eating something, and in two days will be the day of great joy for Miss Er." Ruan Zhen's next girl couldn't help but consolation.

"Withdraw it." Raising her compassion, Ruan Zhen had no appetite.

Seeing that the day of big wedding is approaching, but the brother said that the good dowry has not been delivered till now. The more Ruan Zhen thinks, the more uneasy he is. Standing up, "Tell the housekeeper to prepare, Mrs. Ben will go to Ruan House."

"This ... yes, the slaves will order it."

Ruan Zhen squeezed the papa in her hand to assure herself that there would be no problem.

She has already checked it out. The mother tapeworm is good. The elder brother will surely send the promised dowry!

With this idea, Ruan Zhen went to the Ruan's house. The master of Ruan did not turn away Ruan Zhen this time. He invited Ruan Zhen into the main hall of the main hospital, but Ruan Zhen also waited for an hour. Seeing Ruan Xiuren came slowly.

Her patience was long gone, and she saw Ruan Xiuren frowning.

"Brother, it's too late to get up." The woman is still in a coma so far, can he sleep well?

This sentence was obviously ridiculous, as if Ruan Xiuren could not hear it, he smiled at Ruan Zhen generously, his cold eyebrows were a little softer.

Ruan Zhen frowned, and then frowned.

How did she feel that his elder brother's reaction was so strange today, that he designed the woman himself, how could he even give her a good look?

The next moment, a gentle voice appeared behind Ruan Xiuren: "Zhener, you are here."